Supreme Heir Son-in-law
Chapter 300 Going Abroad

Chapter 300: Chapter 300 Going Abroad

"I don’t know, he’s just like that, extremely emotional. Maybe by the time evening comes, he’ll probably settle down." Watching Sheng Wenhao walk with such a light step as if he was about to float away, Xu Ke chuckled lightly, but deep in his eyes, there wasn’t a hint of happiness; instead, there was a trace of subtle unease.

Who exactly is the master that woman mentioned? And why is he always targeting their family? Also, what she said about his family not being dead, is it true or false? If it’s true, where are they? How are they doing now?

Xu Ke fell into endless contemplation.

Lin Mengyao glanced at Xu Ke, who had a furrowed brow and seemed to be burdened with endless worries, and after a moment’s thought, said, "Xu Ke, why don’t we go to America tomorrow? We haven’t traveled abroad at all this year, and besides, Sister Zhou and Xiao Jie have stayed in America for quite some time. We can visit when we go to play and see how Xiao Jie is doing with her treatment, what do you think?"

Lin Mengyao’s words pulled Xu Ke out of his thoughts. Looking at her concerned eyes fixed on him, Xu Ke held her outstretched hand in return and responded softly yet passionately, "Alright, but let’s leave the day after tomorrow. I’ll go to the company tomorrow to wrap things up."

"Okay." Seeing Xu Ke agree to go out to relax, a smile bloomed on Lin Mengyao’s face, suddenly as bright as a hawthorn flower, the loveliest of all.

Xu Ke, being a man of action, said they’d leave the day after tomorrow, so he really bought plane tickets and packed his luggage in the evening. When the time came, he took Lin Mengyao’s hand and headed to the airport, not forgetting to bring Sheng Wenhao along when they left.

Now was certainly not a good time to leave him in the country. Having Sheng Wenhao by his side, where he could protect him, gave Xu Ke peace of mind, and Sheng Wenhao understood Xu Ke’s intention, feeling all the more grateful to Xu Ke.

The three of them arrived in America just after lunch. As Lin Mengyao had already taken a nap on the plane, she wasn’t tired at all upon landing and was actually extremely energetic. Both Xu Ke and Sheng Wenhao, being men, had the advantage in terms of physique and stamina and weren’t too fatigued. However, Sheng Wenhao, perhaps due to previously using drugs, kept yawning endlessly after they got off the plane, looking quite sleepy.

"Are you okay? How about we go to the hotel first?" Lin Mengyao said considerately, noticing that Sheng Wenhao was even tearing up from yawning.

"No need, you guys give me the luggage, I’ll go to the hotel for a rest. You two go ahead and have fun without worrying about me." Sheng Wenhao snatched the luggage from Xu Ke’s hand, yawned, then said with a slight teasing smile.

"Alright, Yaoyao and I will go for a stroll first, you go rest for a bit, and we’ll call you down for dinner when we get back to the hotel tonight," Xu Ke said, patting Sheng Wenhao’s shoulder.

The three separated at the airport entrance. Xu Ke watched as Sheng Wenhao got into a taxi, then turned to Lin Mengyao with a smile and said, "Alright, one third wheel is gone. Now, my princess, have you decided where you want to go?" Xu Ke turned to Lin Mengyao with a courtly bow, his smile as gentle as a spring breeze, gently tickling the heart.

"At this time, let’s go to Central Park and feed the pigeons." Lin Mengyao glanced at the time and said excitedly.

"Sure." Xu Ke unconditionally agreed to Lin Mengyao’s suggestion. They hailed a taxi outside the airport and headed to Central Park.

The fountain square in Central Park was filled with white and gray pigeons, each with small wings either flying in the sky or strutting leisurely on the ground, looking extremely cute.

"Sir, perhaps you need some food to feed these adorable pigeons on the square with this lovely lady." An elderly man with graying hair approached Xu Ke with a basket, looking at him with gray-blue eyes and speaking in a slow, gentle tone.

"The food I have here is the most popular with the pigeons on the entire square, see, there’s only this one portion left." The old man said, relaxing his grip on the basket in front of Xu Ke to show him the solitary package of grains inside, proving his words weren’t false.

"Then I’ll buy this bag of grains." Xu Ke said, reaching for his wallet.

Seeing Xu Ke’s straightforward purse-opening action, the elderly man’s wrinkles seemed to smooth out, and the corners of his somewhat drooping mouth lifted, "It’s just five bucks," the old man said lightheartedly, "I can enjoy a relaxed afternoon at home after selling this last pack today. You two are truly my little angels for your kind act."

The old man’s joyful expression and cheerful tone, seemingly infused with happiness, brought a subtle smile to both Lin Mengyao and Xu Ke’s lips, setting just the right mood.

As Xu Ke was taking out the five-dollar bill from his wallet, about to complete the transaction with the old man, a large hand from diagonally behind disrupted the pleasant atmosphere between the three.

The large hand unceremoniously gripped the bag of grains, tossed the five-dollar bills into the old man’s basket, and said in a gruff voice, "This bag of grains is mine."

A man, who seemingly had a bit to drink and sported small dreadlocks, with flushed eyes, turned to leave the area but was stopped by Xu Ke, who grabbed his wrist.

"Sorry, sir, but we were the first to choose this bag of grains. You can’t do that. If you want grains to feed the pigeons, you can buy them from someone else, or talk to us properly, and we’d be willing to share some with you, but not by suddenly disrupting other people’s transactions. I cannot accept that," Xu Ke said with a gentle, polite smile, holding Lin Mengyao’s hand with one hand and gripping the man’s wrist with the other.

The man turned around to face Xu Ke upon hearing his words.

Though Xu Ke’s height was definitely above average among Chinese men, in America, where people were generally taller, he was at a disadvantage. He had to slightly tilt his head up to see the face of a man nearly two meters tall.

The man with dreadlocks looked at Xu Ke with an astonished expression, and the anger that had flared up because of Xu Ke’s words completely vanished upon seeing Xu Ke’s face. He even whistled at Xu Ke with interest, gazing at him provocatively.

"Hey, kid, are you here in America for a vacation? What country are you from, South Korea, Japan, or are you Chinese?" The dreadlocked man said with a silly grin.